Asheville
41°
Livonia
24°
West Bloomfield
27°
Nope, no chicken. Instead I listened to my instincts. I really wanted that white Silkie, but it was not in the stars for today.
The story: I drove 70 miles west to the people who had the Silkies. It was quite rural, and I wondered if it was going to be a farm. There were two brand new developments, and theirs was the second. Huge house, great lawn and manicured shrubs. I could hear chickens in the back. There was a neighbor kid on the front porch knocking at the door; no one was home. So I thought.
I went to my car and called the people, but they did not answer. I did notice, however, that someone was peeking out of an upstairs window, through the blinds. I thought, “Enough,” and I got into my car. At that time a boy of about twelve came out onto the porch. I told him I was there for the chicken. He was trying to get someone on the inside of the house to come out, using that “come here” gesture. He went back in. When he came back out he told me that the chicks were at another place and we would have to go there. I said that I could hear the chickens in the backyard, but he said those were the Rhode Island Reds, not the Silkies. I asked him how far it was, and he said about five miles, and I would have to follow them. At this point I am a bit pissed, wondering why they would not have brought the chick there, knowing I was coming. I was also getting a bit uneasy. At this point, I have still not seen an adult.
I see a while mini van back out of the drive way, and I followed. I finally caught a glimpse of an adult…well, at least I saw an adult arm. I followed them down the main road for a while; then they turned down a rather deserted back road. There were a few farms here and there and quite a few abandoned house. Things were just not making sense. I followed them for a few miles, getting more and more uneasy. At one point they went over a crest of a hill, and I turned around in the driveway of a deserted house. I drove home feeling good for listening to my instincts. I might have gotten a white chicken today, but I might have gotten more than I wanted too. Interestingly, they never called me.
Oh well. Sorry, no pictures today. I will take some of my kids tomorrow; maybe I will dress them up in little outfits. We shall see.
By the way, this is what she would have looked like. Well she might have looked like this if she did not live in a coop with chickens. lol
I am adding this YouTube video, because it is a white bird and it made me smile big time.
Good for YOU!!!! They say that women are afraid to follow their instincts and that gets us in big trouble. They say we are afraid of offending people. Too bad! You did the right thing. You might never know if there really was a chick, but at least you are safe!
That is exactly what I thought, Jan. I did not feel guilty, but I did feel relieved.
I am adding a funny bird video.
okay, yeah, so a lone woman is going to follow an unidentified adult who didn’t have the manners to introduce him-herself before pulling out down a rural road and into a potentially abandoned property- yeah.And all this for a chicken you do not even know yet.
See, i think Butter Bean is a great chicken and she doesn’t need any more rivals for your affections. And really, in a couple of days it really wouldn’t be white anymore anyway.
So, yeah, as you were driving down that road if the theme song from Deliverance wasn’t running through your head- then it should have been.
i love the dancing bird, though. How about spending a little time teaching Butter Bean to do that?
Kathie, I can’t agree more with the others. You were so right to follow your insticts. You are SAFE
and that’s what counts, who knows what could of happened. Yes the white silkie is beautiful but we’d rather have YOU. Otherwise, Ann would just have to take over the blog, lol.
Actually, just before I turned down their road, I saw a dead possum in the road and thought then that it might be an omen.
Butter Bean is such a boss;she honestly runs the whole flock. She eats first, and she goes after anyone who would dare eat something she might eventually want.
I will get a white one eventually. I am just proud of myself because I am the type that gets something into my head and I cannot live until I accomplish it. I did not do it this time and that makes me feel good. Normally, after driving over an hour for something, I would have gotten it no matter what. I listened to myself, and just turned around. I did get a milk shake on the way home though.
You should be PROUD of yourself and the dead possum was a sign and you listed to your gut insticts and you got a well deserved milk shake like Jan said…..so GOOD FOR YOU!!
Great video of the dancing bird. Glad you followed your insticts. I don’t think I would have gone as far as you did.
I love the picture of the white silkie. It looks so soft and cuddly. Can’t wait to you get one of your own.
okay, since safety is part of the discussion here i just thought i would toss this in- has nothing really to do with the conversation, but what the hell?
so i’m looking at the manual for my cell phone. I don’t know why, i really do not understand it, but i thought i’d look. and it actually says- “Keep your phone close. If it rings and you discover it is in the back seat, do NOT crawl over the seat to answer it while driving.”
i think there is something grossly wrong with a society that needs that kind of safety warnings.
just saying, you know?
Well they certainly are right. It would be a bad thing to do. What ass would even do it???
Great message on a local church: Honk if you love Jesus. Text while driving if you want to meet him.
I saw that message and laughed hysterically at it, thought it was great.
Pam about the safety warning, you are absolutely right!
I mistakenly deleted someone’s message. So whomever has a missing comment, Sorry.
HAHAHA, I just watched the funny bird video, hysterical!!